Demon Lord Shapeshifting System

"Vicky! Let's talk this out!" Joan yelled as they rushed to catch up to the ship before they had fully pulled up the anchor.

"Talk what out? This wasn't supposed to concern you, but I know everything. Your man wants me dead, Jo." She said plainly.

Joan's face paled in disbelief. "That's not true! Harker was only here to—"

But she was so focused on her sister that she didn't notice what Harker was doing. He had turned himself into a giant Sasquatch, and went to reach out to the passengers of the ship.

"Ahhh!" They screamed as his hands held the ship still.

Harker had turned into a smaller version of the Sasquatch they encountered before, possibly only at 20 feet instead of 50. But that was big enough to scare the scientists and other crew escaping through the ship called.....

The Arctic Seer.

When Harker saw the name, his large meaty fingers slipped a little. But it did not take long before he gripped it tighter again, forming dents into the ship's hull.

"Why!? Why did you choose that name!?" He said, his voice gruff as the Sasquatch.

Victoria seemed to be the only one unperturbed out of all of them. After all, she must be immortal like her sister to be able to live this long. A living dead out of science.

"You do look like him. The resemblance is uncanny, that was why I was so shocked when we first met." Victoria said. "I never liked him, you know. I find his kind repulsive, always acting without using their heads and calling themselves 'risk takers' for it. Daredevils. I'd rather call them mindless dogs."

Harker growled and snapped back. "Well even mindless dogs can bite and maul you to death!"

He opened his mouth and a bunch of black worms appeared. The other members of Victoria's crew ran for their lives, but their leader stood their ground. The black worms weren't going after anyone else but her anyway. They enveloped her, and then…..

Victoria dissolved into a thousand black worms herself.

"No! How could you kill her, you promised to let me talk to her first!" Joan exclaimed, but then another Harker appeared to stop her from moving closer.

This Harker told her. "I didn't do that! That wasn't me, she's also—"

Soon, a bunch of the scientists erupted into a bunch of black worms as well. These worms joined together and they molded together into one giant fist—

Which then punched Sasquatch Harker in the face, knocking him away.

Sasquatch Harker was bleeding, but this was no major problem for him. He turned into a black worm again and summoned all the other Harkers that were fighting the zombies underground. They had killed off everything anyway.

Dozens of Harkers filled the harbor, all looking at the giant black worm fist with unrivaled fury.

The giant fists then turned into two shapes. They were giant women in pure white, as if made by snow. Their gleaming eyes were the color of glaciers. They picked up the anchors…..

And pushed the ship far, far away. Inside the ship was Victoria again, who materialized from a  bunch of black worms with a satisfied smile on her face.

The two giantess spoke at the same time with her voice:

"End of the line, Mr. Jones. I do apologize about your mother, but this is where I draw the line. I have a duty to fulfill for the sake of mankind. And no one could stop me from gaining that honor I deserve when they see how I saved them all. I'll sacrifice everything. Will you be able to do that just for petty revenge?"

Harker gritted his teeth. "This ain't about revenge no more! I need to know what this 'duty to mankind' you're talkin' about, coz you sure as hell sound like someone with a Messiah complex to me! If you're up to no good, it's up to me to stop it!"

The Harker clones had a fierce battle with the giantesses.  But they were more powerful than anyone would have expected. Some of the Harkers tried to run to the sea and go after the ship, but they still managed to stop it with their large limbs.

There was no doubt about it. Victoria had managed to turn herself into something like Legion.

Or perhaps she had always been a part of Legion. She had fed herself to the black worms to become one of them, and had gained control that had far exceeded Harker's.

She could manipulate her form so well. Even turning her whole body smaller just to enlarge parts of it like her fist, which punched the Harkers a few hundred meters back to keep them away from the port.

But Harker remained persistent. He used the flamethrower to burn her up—-

But the women just took a deep breath to blow the fire away, like blowing a candle.

Not only was the surge of air from their mouths powerful, but it was also very cold. The Harkers soon realized that their breaths caused some of them to freeze. They broke through this easily, but the ice giantesses continued to blow cold air to them.

Joan was out of the range, and knew what she needed to do. She picked up the flamethrower that had been blown away by these two monsters, and aimed it at the direction of these two while they're busy fighting with the many Harkers.

She hesitated a little, remembering how these giants were parts of her sister. But then she remembered that the replicas have their own individuality, acting like their own persons. Besides…..

It's Harker or them. The man she loves or the sister that scorns her.

Joan closed her eyes as she pulled the trigger. Explosive chemicals sprayed and came in contact with the flame of the lighter. It shot one of the giantesses' feet, and spread from there, catching fire easily.

They looked down at her, but not in anger as she expected. It simply looked at her blankly, as if it had expected this. Yet in their glacier eyes…..

There was a hint of another, much different emotion from anger or scorn.

It was a look of betrayal. More hurt than angered, a look that showed utter disappointment.

"So until now, we'd always have to ruin each other for the sake of men, eh? After everything I did for you, Jo." That was all the Ice Giants said….

As they combust into flames. By the time it was over, dawn was approaching.

And yet Joan felt like she had just entered a new, cold and cruel night.